28 Day Challenge - #4x4x4x4

This is me, 4 weeks ago... 16 sessions in the gym ago...

So why post now?

Well, have you had those ‘Fat blast in 28 Days!’ and ‘Get ripped in 4 weeks’ programs pop up in Facebook? I also had an interesting conversation about body types - mesomorphs and ectomorphs. I had been challenged as an ectomporph.

Over the summer I did see those advertised posts, and I thought why not? So I looked into the science and research behind it and it seemed like it could work. It seemed to be about heavy lifting, protein and High Intensity cardio. It was about shocking the body at a metabolic level with something new and extreme. Having lifted weights many years ago I thought I could set up my own ‘Get ripped in 28 days’ program.

I’d been given a 12kg kettle bell for my birthday and had really enjoyed using it and watching my strength slowly return over the last 3 months, so I would not be hitting this cold turkey.

So, what madness would I devise? What would a program entail?  Could I do it on my ‘regular’ diet? No protein shakes or concoctions for me.

I created the 4x4x4x4 challenge:

4 reps of near max weights – The first two sessions were a little hit and miss as I found my mark with the weights.

4 sets of these reps. Set 4 should be an almost fatigue struggle.

4 sessions a week – Two different routines to allow some muscle recovery and to target slightly different groups.

4 weeks of the 4 sessions a week. 4 Calendar weeks : 28 days baby, 16 extreme sessions in the gym…

Each rep of 4 exercises would be completed to a 4 minute schedule: A Tabata timed 20 sec timeframe for the 4 reps, with 10 seconds recovery. It might make more sense below:

Day 1 & 4 – The Bar	Day 2 & 5 - Dumbbells
Shoulder Shrugs x4 , Bicep Curls x4 , Military Press x4 , Triceps press x4 (Within 4 minutes)	Bicep Curl x 4, Shoulder rolls x4, Triceps extension x4 Single arm military press x4. (Within 4 minutes)
30 sec plank, 20 (10 each side) superman lifts	30 sec plank, 10 x whole body superman’s
Bench Press x4, Lat pull up x4, upright row x4, Bent over row (single arm) x4 (Within 4 minutes)	Single arm chest press x 4, Lat pull up x 4, Incline chest press x 4, Bent over row x 4 (Within 4 minutes)
2 x 25 sits or variations of.	45 sec plank x 2
Shoulder Shrugs x4 , Bicep Curls x4 , Military Press x4 , Triceps press x4	Bicep Curl x 4, Shoulder rolls x4, Triceps extension x4 Single arm military press x4. (Within 4 minutes)
30 sec plank, 20 (10 each side) superman lifts	30 sec plank, 10 x whole body superman’s
Bench Press x4, Lat pull up x4, upright row x4, Bent over row (single arm) x4	Single arm chest press x 4, Lat pull up x 4, Incline chest press x 4, Bent over row x 4
4 Minute Tabita	45 sec plank x 2

To top it off, each session would be finished with a 4 minute Tabata, High Intensity (HIIT) anaerobic session. In the first week this was pure high-speed work on the treadmill – 20 sec on @2:45 pace 10 sec instant ‘off’ recovery then the instant 20 sec ‘on’ session. I also upped the %incline on the treadmill each 2 sets to keep the intensity high. Repeat 8xs and you have your 4 minutes nailed!

Week 1 Day 1 Treadmill,  Day 2 Treadmill	Week 1 Day 3 Treadmill,  Day 4 Treadmill
Week 2 Day 1 Treadmill,  Day 2 Skipping	Week 1 Day 3 Treadmill,  Day 4 Stadium Box Jumps
Week 3 Day 1 Treadmill, Day 2 Burpees (Insane!)	Week 3 Day 3 Treadmill,  Day 4 Running Skip
Week 4 Day 1 Treadmill,  Day 2 Burpees	Week 4 Day 3 Cactus – hamstring issue,  Day 4 Treadmill

As you can see, it was very upper body heavy, but I wanted to hit the legs in with the anaerobic work.

Six (6) lifting sessions in...

To keep the workload high, I wanted to add 2.5kg to the bar at the start of each week, and 2.5kg to the dumbbells at on each ‘day 4’.

10 lifting sessions in...

I also wanted to maintain some EZ cardio, so I kept my long EZ run on the weekend – 55-65 minutes one of the weekend days.

The bar went from 27.5kg to 37.5kg in the 16 sessions, and the dumbbells went from 10kg to 17.5kg for the last week.

14 sessions down...

So, did it work? I think so. I am definitely much stronger, and my pants a little looser. Physically, I can see a little difference, my photos may or may not back up my words…

And 16 sessions complete!

#Happyaz! #28dayscanbedone!

Do you think I’ve made any change? Have you tried something similar? Did it work? I’d love to get the discussion started, so hit me up below.

Big thanks to Leigh and the #refinetribe at Refine Training, Kew for the support and advice and listening to my post lifting and HIIT babble..

Cheers, The Fish

My 2015 - in Pictures

2015 was a hoot. I loved my training and racing. If you missed my posts, here is the complete 2015 race recap: 

And my complete year of training!

The crazy picture art is courtesy of  www.tagul.com  

I'd love to get your thoughts and comments on my year, so hit me up below!

Have a cracker 2016 - Make it your year to rock and roll!

Cheers, Lachie the Fish

The Vertical K... Mt Donna Buang by Rapid Ascent

‘Let’s race to the top of that mountain’ said no one sane. Ever. ‘Yeah, and we can throw in one of Australia’s steepest streets too!’. While they were at it, they thought ‘And we can race your road bike mates as well!’

Need I say more?

And so I find myself here at the starting line in Warburton, about to head off as a participant in Australia’s first officially sanctioned Sky Race; The Mount Donna Buang Vertical K.  A Sky Race? It’s a race that has over 1000m of elevation gain, 1098m to be precise – that’s why this bad boy has been named the Vertical k!

The 8:30 start time allowed a very leisurely morning, up at 6:15 for a stretch, shower, coffee and a cliff bar and in the car at 7:15 to arrive at 7:45. Parking was a cinch and I quickly found Erica, Dion, Cheryl, Ashley and many other friendly faces. I took advantage of the warm up course and got in a very easy 1.5km before making it back well and truly in time for the start. There was lots of chin wagging and nattering before the gun went off at 8:30.

And you finish up there he says!

It was rather strange lining up beside the bikes, and there were a few friendly rivalries going on. The first 1.5km was a very easy, roughly at 150 BPM pace (I need to tweak the race day setting on the watch) alongside the Yarra river on a lovely walking trail, which turned onto the road before we hit the wall: Martyr Road. 

This is apparently one of Australia’s steepest residential streets. And steep it was. 60m of elevation gain in 400m. Many of the young, brave, foolish runners had run out hard and many were caught out on this first up. Half way up the hill the heart was pumping hard, but my breathing controlled as I felt like what was cruising up the hill. I happily passed many, said a few choice words myself and even saw Stuie for a very brief on the move chat. He was moving very well.

At the top of the road we entered the trail 60 m higher than we started (214m), and then had the only drop in elevation as we were swept beneath the trees on a very narrow and twisty path, littered with all sorts of jumpable tree debris. This short and fun section opened up alongside a very green field, which was stunning to look at. It also went up. Many runners were now walking/hiking and I ran as far as I felt comfortable with, overtaking a few before power hiking myself. Today was a day to pick your battles with Donna, not your fellow runners.

This section was soon over and we entered the forest again. 

The trees were a mix of gums and ferns, of varying ages and sizes. It was damp and soft underfoot – beautiful running if you could, it was still one long climb! This section saw lots of leap frogging. You’d run a bit, pass a few people and walk when the man ahead did. Someone fresh would pass you then you’d be inspired to chase them again. This went on for a while on some lusher trail. Some sections were tighter than others and the scrub caught your legs, other parts opened up for some deft passing manoeuvres. The only sound was very hard breathing and the birds…

With roughly 400m of height gained, the field had now thinned, and I was no longer being passed too often, and when I was it was a great game of cat and mouse as the terrain varied and the running/power hiking intervals changed. At this stage I think we all realised that we were being led by the strongest runners. As soon as the elevation was right, those in front would run again and we’d all follow. This strategy really worked well, as I was able to pick up a place or two with each ‘run’. Although tough, it was quite enjoyable.

At 550m of vert I was more than happy to let people know where we were and how the ‘k’ was tracking. Looking at the Strava stats some sections were 30-35% gradient inclines! At about 700m the trail flattened a little, and we got in a few really good 300-400m sections of running. Again, it was a real cat and mouse game. You’d chase down the person in front, pass where you could and hold on till the next elevation rise. Occasionally you’d get pinged and have to chase them again, but it was all great fun. Around 800m the group I was playing with split, I managed to pass Ashley, but the lady in front was too strong. I could just keep her in my line of sight, but then round the next corner she’d be gone.

After what seemed forever, and nearly an hour in we finally hit the road and the battle with the bikes would begin! Except it was a real peasouper of a fog and you could barely see 10m ahead! I could just make out the lady I’d been trailing and was pacing well. The first couple of bikes to pass me seemed to cruise on by, and that was it. I wouldn’t see any more until the finish. About half way along the road section I hit the 1000m point, and was also caught up to by a great bloke. He was racing his brother in-law on the bike and we had a great chat as the legs felt like lead. 

We finally spotted the last section of trail and after a quick drink we went on our separate ways. Or at least we did for about 100m when I passed him again. Then he passed me when I hit the hike. And I passed him when he’d over done it. We were chatting away and taking the mickey out of it for the last 600m section of grass and stone. The trail kept on going up, but up spirits were up as we mustered as long of a run as we could before hiking again. Finally it flattened out and the sights and the sounds of the finish line were in sight! He had about 50m on me and I was hoping he’d won his battle. I wasn’t going to catch him but I’d won mine. I’d run up a bloody mountain!

Yup, I did it!

I thought my time was around 1:10 for the 7.9km of vertical goodness, but the auto-pause on the watch (yup, another settings change to come) had really done a number on me. In fact it lost about 5 minutes worth of numbers on me!

My finish time for 7.9km in distance, and 1125m of sheer up was 1:15:16. I was stoked with that, I’d conquered the vertical k in less than the 1:30 time I was hoping for.

Will I do it again? Yes, I’d love to run with friends and either have a car at the top, or enjoy a longer, safer run down the road to return in pure speed. I’d also love to take on someone on the bike as well. It’s such an element of surprise and a twist on the usual run.

Cheers again to Rapid Ascent for managing the event. The atmosphere at the start was cool and calm, and the top was really buzzing. 

Go on, give it a crack next year. 

Cheers for now, TheFish

145 BPM MAF (Heart Rate Training) November update

Well, once again it’s been a while since I’ve posted an update on my Heart Rate (HR) training, and here it is.

At the moment I’m loving my EZ (Easy) run training. I’m continuing to work within my 145 beats per minute (BPM) boundaries and I’m making steady progress in the EZ or endurance running ‘zone’. I’ve been tracking my runs on Strava, it’s such an easy thing to do and the very friendly software keeps telling me that I’m trending faster! What does this mean?

Over the last 2 months, all bar one of my morning or afternoon runs on one of my routes have been run faster than the previous one. It sounds crazy, but it’s true!

These runs range from 5.57km – 6.5km and now take between 27 – 29 minutes. Both of the out and back runs were originally half an hour, as I ran out 15 minutes and aimed to be back by the 30 minute mark. On the weekend I like to get in an hour to 90 minute EZ run, though my recent focus has been chasing as much vert as possible to prep for the Vertical K race at the end of November.

Stupid hills!

The three morning/local runs that I most enjoy are the ‘Up the hill and back’ run which sees an elevation gain of roughly 63m up, and the lovely descent down, there is the ‘Bridge to bridge’ variation which is fairly neutral, though it also has more gain than you first think and finally the flattish, but with a steady 3% gradient home is the ‘Seville out n back’.

In the last two months my 'Bridge and back' time has dropped from 5:07pace to 4:48pace. 

The  ‘Up the hill and back time’ has come down from 5:03km/minute to 4:35km/minute.

Finally, the flattish 'Seville' run has come down from 5:00 to 4:34.

I’ll also note that these best times have now happened in the morning as well, where I was previously slower during my morning runs. Interestingly my best progress has come on the hill run. I am now running well ahead of the grade adjusted pace, in fact is says my 5:01 pace up the hill is nearer 4:23 pace on a flat. I’m still about 20 seconds behind what it says I should be running down the hill though. Hey, I’m more than happy to be hitting 4:03 pace down the hill though. You’ve still got to run, but imagine a sub 4 minute pace at your easy effort level!

Positives from this? My EZ pace/ half marathon plus pace is ‘this close’ to 4:30 pace. I’ve never run this fast at a sub 165 BPM effort level, let alone at a very relaxed 145 BPM level. I think it’ll soon be time to put it to the test somewhere.

Negatives? I do think I’ve lost a little of my top end pace. 3:55 km pace seems to be where I work best. Now I know this is a cracking pace to have, but I’ve been chasing 3:45 pace over 5kms for a while and it’s just not happening.

So, I’ll continue this training and see where it takes me. I’m hoping to improve on my 4:48 flat (football oval laps) 5km MAF (145 BPM) test, and I want to hit 4:30 pace. It’ll take time but time is what I have and I’m loving the training.

Till next time my friends,

ThisFishCANrun J

2015 Asics 5.7km race #melbournemarathon

Could I possibly win this?

Believe it or not, at about the 4km mark these words and thoughts were running (slight pun thought of) through my head. I had steadily ducked and weaved through the field, and Easy to Spot Guy in Orange was only just ahead. He was the last runner I could see…

The Fish family were packed and on the 8:27 train from the outer Eastern Suburbs and on our way into the city so that I could run in the Asics 5.7km race, a small part of the Melbourne Marathon Festival. The 11am start was very family friendly! The kids were excited and so was I. Matrix sportswear had asked me to run for them, and I was super keen to see how I’d go in a larger race, one with almost 3,000 participants. We also got to finish the race with a lap of the iconic turf on Melbournes hallowed ground; the MCG (Melbourne Cricket Ground).

We arrived with plenty of time to find the Generation Run viewing point & cheer squad before having a mosey round the stalls and retail as we worked our way over to the start line. I said my goodbyes, and went through my warm ups before working my way to the very front of the crowd to the starters tape. Now it’s been a while since I’ve run in a mass event – nearly 3,000 people in two waves and I was surprised at the number of younger runners; 7-12 year olds that were at the tape. Some of these kids might be able to run, but my worry was them getting smashed in the crush.

Eventually the clock ticked over and we were off!

Where's the fish? Orange and Blue - Does it stand out to you?

1^st km : 3:57 (Gradient Adjusted Pace (Strava) 3:35) The plan was to take the first km easily, to find my place in the race and be ready to finish strongly. As expected the young bucks raced off, the kids smashed the first few hundred metres and then peeled away to the side. We ran along the famed Batman Ave (an early Melbourne politician, not the superhero!) and under the Willam Barak bridge. I was feeling great at this point, sitting somewhere between 3:45 and 4:00 pace. The field was thinning and little and I was gradually moving through the field, picking a shirt and catching them before moving on to the next. It was though the park and along the river briefly before a short but sharp climb up to the Flinders St Bridge and over to the other side of the river. It was here that I had my fist individual cheer “Go Mr Fin!”, someone from school! We eased over the bridge and the pace picked up as the path eased down to the riverside.

2^nd km: 3:51 (GAP 3:50) This section of the race was nearly flat. I loved this section, and it was where I began to make my move. In my line of sight I could count about 10 runners. A few of the younger ones that were gradually flagging, some strong runners in the mid 20s and a group of 5 working together. In the distance was Mr Fluoro Orange.  As we ran along the Yarra River I hopped from one runner to the next. I was able to slowly reel them in, shadow them for a few hundred meters and then slipstream ahead and work on the next one. I caught Mr Aston Villa, Mr Yellow Nike, Mr Blue Brooks and ran with Mr Essendon for a while. I was starting to labour a little but no one had passed me back – a good sign.

3^rd km: 4:00 (GAP 3:54) As we ran past the Botanical Gardens and crossed the Anderson St Bridge I was closing in on the group ahead. The path was just undulating and I was able to work the inclines and keep a consistent pace. The heart rate was now hitting low to mid 170s and I had to focus on form and breathing but I was also loving the thrill of the chase. As we neared the Batman Ave bridge and went under I caught the group of men and the leading lady and continued the hunt for Mr Flouro Orange. He was about 200m ahead.

4^th km 3:53 (GAP 3:56) I was starting to hurt. The HR was now mid 170s to 180. As we left the path by the river and returned through the park I finally caught Mr Orange. He was breathing hard and tiring. After a brief word of encouragement to him I moved on. I could see no other runners – was I actually leading? The feeling was surreal, and I knew it was now or never to dig deep.

5^th km: 4:02 (GAP 3:59) I pushed hard through the park and up and onto the Barak Williams Bridge. Smile and wave for photos, and drive over the bridge. I was a regular over the shoulder looker now, no one was going to catch me! Coming down the bridge it was a big turn onto Batman Ave again and we started the run home. I was almost pinching myself at this point. There was no one ahead, was this possible. I’d always said it depends on who turns up on the day, but my pace was no way near what I would have anticipated the lead runners to run. Did they just not do it today? What would I do at presentations?

I’d told Baden to keep an eye out for me at 11:19, and as I ran past the tents and stalls I heard another ‘Go Lachie!’. When we caught up later he told me he literally walked to the fence and saw me just as I ran past.

The last 700m… 3:38 pace and 3:37 GAP

The last 700m of a race is always the hardest. You’re feeling cooked but you have to just keep on pushing. The HR was hitting the mid 180s. If I was going to win I couldn’t let anyone catch me. Racing down Batman Ave and turning into the MCG was a surreal feeling. 

Turn to the left and it was full!

So often have I seen the concerts, athletic events and even Mrs Fish entering from this very post two years ago, it sends a shiver down your spine. As we came out of the brief tunnel and into the sunlight I veered down the 5.7km chute and started my lap. With a last form check, I hit the rubber track and then jumped to the side - I wanted to run on the hallowed turf! The short straight turned into a bend which very quickly straightened out and the finish line was there. I could hear my name and the kids on the cow bells, and with a last ditch sprint I crossed an eerily quiet line. So maybe I didn’t win?

There were three happy looking blokes getting photographed… Ah, it was a great feeling all the same, and I was stoked with how strongly I ran. 

It took a while to get through the lower area of the stadium and up to the family. I had one very proud and excited family and friendship group in the Generation Run crowd. They saw me enter the stadium, the mismatched pair of Royal Bay socks stood out like a sore thumb. Mission accomplished! 

I’d hit my sub 22:30 time, 22:10 and was secretly hoping I’d finished in the top 20.

You can imagine how ecstatic I was when I saw the ratified results, 9^th overall in 22:10. 9^th out of nearly 1000 men and 3000 overall. I was stoked. 

Will I be lured by the full #melbournemarathon next year?

Gear check:

#GenerationRun singlet

#poweredbyskins Powershorts and Skins essential short

Blue and Orange Royal Bay socks

Saucony A6 runners

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PS - not my photos, except the one of me!

My Final 2015 Salomon Trail Series race - Race Four, Anglesea

‘Righto, and just make sure you listen to Grandma and Grandpa’. These are the famous last words of a parent leaving the kids behind on their way to Race Four and the final race of the Salomon Trail Series down at Anglesea on Victoria’s majestic surf coast. 

Kid free!

After catching up and checking in with Coach Bec and the Generation Run crew, Emma and I made our way down to the starting line down on the main beach. One final happy snap was taken before our warm up started in earnest. At the moment, I can’t think of a better place to do my pre-race run throughs than along a surf beach. Sure the sand can make it a bit tough but then we were about to start a trail race…

Could I beat Steve? Is David here and will I place ahead of him? These were my final musings as the race began. We took off down the beach on the 200m out and back and the pace was pretty hot. I was content to let the top of the field do their thing and I settled into a good rhythm. We soon hit the steps and began the run alongside the caravan park and up to the trail. The pace was a comfortable 4:25 for the 1^st km and we soon hit the real trail.

Easing into a slightly quicker pace I enjoyed the little ups and downs of the 2^nd km and was able to slowly reel in some of the fast starters who were now starting to feel the pinch and slow down on the hills.  As we navigated the first of the single trail and hit the track that started the big climb I had my eyes set on those who were around me. Mr Red top and Young Waverly Aths lad were running well, there were a couple of ladies and Mr Ironman all within a couple of hundred meters. This 2^nd km was a quicker 4:18.

Finally the track broke open and over the road for a short blast be launching up the steps that took us up the long, winding hill behind the footy oval and to the high point of the course. This trail rose and rose, fell and twisted and rose some more. I was able to reel in Mr Red and one of the girls quite quickly while the others ran on. With each rise and turn they seemed a little closer and as the girls broke into a power hike I was able to move past them and focus on Ironman and Young Waverly. This was a gruelling km at a slower 5:46 pace, (But according to Strava the Grade Adjusted Pace was 4:23 min km) so I knew we were pushing it.

On the final rise I caught and passed Ironman, and put in a little spurt before he caught me again just before we hit the flat, winding, fast and fun section of single trail that lead us to the open land near the look out. Just as we broke out of the trail I passed Ironman for a final time and dug deep on the flat. In the distance I could see and reel in another runner and Young Waverly Aths lad was not too much further ahead. This 4^th km was a solid 4:21 pace through the trails.

Uh, your f$#@&!g kidding was all I could say as we hit the stairs that started the decent down and the Suicide sorry, Suunto Sprint down the rocky ‘stairs’. Waverly Aths and I hit the stairs together and I made my move, trying to use the side of the track as opposed to the rocks of death. He was hot on my heels and all I could think was that I hope he knows what he’s doing. It was also a little buzz running past the small group that had gathered there to watch the sprint. Km 5 was done in 4:46.

Right now was the time to dig deep, and I spent the next 2kms chasing Steve down, catching a glimpse of him at each rise or round the bends before losing him as the trail turned or dropped. Even though the trail was a steady drop towards the beach, you still had to make your own pace and I was nearing my limits. Every time I felt I had him covered, he seemed to pull away, it was a real cat and mouse race to the finish. #These last two kms were covered in 4:03 and 4:01 and before I knew it I was hitting the sand for one last time.

A smile through the pain

Try as I might, I couldn’t reel him in and damn, did that soft sand hurt. It was all I could do to keep pushing through to the finish, and when I finally hit the firm sand again just 200m from the finish I could let it all go. I was thrilled to cross the line in 35:21, almost a minute quicker than last year, and to run 6^th over the line was a rewarding finish to my winter training and the series.

As I regained my breath and waited for Em to finish I really got to enjoy the company and support of the Gen Run crew and to watch Em smash her goal time and finish in the top 40, and 8^th female gave me an immense feeling of pride and joy. The smile on her face is what running is all about.

So, while I didn’t quite pull off the two placings ahead of David that I needed to secure 3^rd for the series overall and divisional I loved every minute of the series and to finish 4th was a brilliant achievement. Thankfully the last race of the series was on the coast, in full sunshine and 20 degrees C weather. Gotta be happy with that! 

Series gear check:

Inov-8 f-lite 252, x-talon 190

Skins A400 compression tights, powershorts

Generation Run singlet

Suunto Ambit 3 HR 

Thanks again to Erica and Rapid Ascent for putting on the series and Baden @ Royal Bay Australia for the onsupport. 

Group training or solo? The power of a great group...

'I think I'll just take it easy and cruise with you tonight Martin. Works been nuts, I'm tired and just feel like going through the motions.' 

When you train solo, these can be  famous last words. That tempo run that was due becomes another easy (EZ) run. The high intensity (HI) session that you should have done was run too easily. Your running plateaus and you lose your mojo.

This was a trap that I almost fell into before some careful negotiation with Mrs Fish allowed us to both attend one of a few of the offered Generation Run sessions once a week. While one of us gets to go out and for some professional coaching with Coach Bec and play with a great group of runners, the other gets kids duty. 

Running with Gen Run has been a revelation for my running. I'm still loving my twice weekly MAF 145 BPM heart rate runs in the morning, but the chance to run with the group for my tempo or HI runs means I get out there and do them. 

Coach Bec is amazing. she caters for runners of all abilities, and the mix of talent in her groups means that there is always someone who is going to make you push yourself that little bit harder (if that's what you need), or there's someone there to provide you the support when you need it most. 

I've always had a little bit of speed, and been respected for it, but to get the edge I want I need someone to push me as well. Running with a group and Gen Run has provided me with the opportunity to be pushed. When you get assigned your reps and expected intensity level, that little fella called 'ego' means that you want to perform. The fact that my brother-in-law also runs with the group sparks a little bit of friendly competition.  

So how has this translated in terms of performance? I've not yet raced since commencing my group training, but my opening lines were from last Monday night. 

Bec threw me to the lions (or the brother-in-law) pairing us up for the 6x1km tempo runs off 2 minutes static recovery. These were to be at our 10km pace, and consistent. No going out too hard and flagging on the last couple of repeats. 

If they say an EZ run pace is when you can run and talk in broken conversation, then these reps turned out to be just on the verge of and EZ run. The exciting part is, that we were runnning at 4:05 min/k pace, which dropped by a few each time to average 3:53 over the 6 reps. That kind of pace would not have happened if I were doing my own reps on the trail. Nor would I have done 6km. It would have been 4, maybe 5. 

I said it last year in my wrap of of the Salomon Series, that I felt my endurance was down by dropping my long runs with the Dandenongs Trail Runners and I've really enjoyed the weekend runs with them when I can. Now I know it's out there in the running world, but the power of a great group is something I underestimated. Big time. If you can, find your local group and make it happen for you. 

Cheers and happy running, 

Lachie

2015 Salomon Trail Series - Race 2, Plenty Gorge

-3 degrees C. That was the lowest we saw on the trip to Lower Plenty Gorge on the way to Race two of the Salomon Trail Series. The kids were fascinated by all of the frost on the ground and cars, I got excited when we arrived and it had warmed up to plain ol 0 degrees C.

So if race one started on the coldest Melbourne morning in 10 years, and race two started on the coldest morning in twenty years, I'm tipping snow and the 100 year freeze for race three at Silvan....

Back to the race recap. Of all the mornings to forget a long sleeve top, this morning was not the one to do so. At least it was a great reason to proudly break out the Generation Run singlet that I'd been so keen to race in If you've followed my posts you'll know how much of an inspiration Bex and Steve, the team behind Gen Run are to me, my friends and my family.

After catching up with Bex and Steve, and Colette McShane, AKA The Hiit Mum for some happy snaps and pre-race banter it was time to strip down and warm up.

This time I made sure I was well prepared and commenced my warm up about 20 minutes before the race start. It was some gentle jogs along the car park, followed by squats and lunges and repeat. The jog intensity slowly increased each time.

Phase One:

At 9:12 we were off. My goal was another top ten finish, so my first km was ran at a speed where I pushed down the road to keep the lead runners in sight, but not so fast that I'd fade near the end of the race. Although the graph shows a fairly neutral elevation gain, the severity of the ups and down meant that finding a regular pace was proving to be a challenge. The sharp left hander here just before we hit level ground was a real pinch.

Rocking #GenRun and the Skins A400 #equipmentnotclothing

Phase Two:

We dashed across the plain and as we reached the end of the first real rise the trail flattened out into that beautiful single trail that I enjoyed so much last year. We were ducking and weaving through the trees at a steady pace. Entering the 2nd km took us into my favourite section of this race, a free-flowing single/double trail through some beautiful old and young Aussie gum trees. Although the gradient and trail continued to climb, the pace continued to be hot and the field slowly spread. I played cat and mouse with a few of the other runners for a while before I made a move on the last brief dip down into the gully, and the following climb allowed me to break free from the pack and placed me just behind Mr Skins and Mr Green Fluro. I now had the rest of the race to slowly try and real them in.

Phase Three:

At this point we broke through the trees and continued to slowly climb alongside a wide open field. Everytime I thought I was making up ground, the gap between me and Mr Skins and Mr Fluro widened a touch before I reeled it in again. This was the section that perhaps allowed them to play to their strengths in the straight, I'd catch them on the next hill. Speaking of which, the wide open section you can see was a lovely, steep section of at least -12%. Here I bent the knees a little, increased my cadence and lightly danced down to the turning point. I though I was quick, however Strava's GAP suggests I should have gone faster!

Phase Four:

According to Strava, this is where I lost ground. The GAP compares your actual pace (if it were flat) to their algorithms on how inclines and declines should slow you down or speed you up. If your GAP is lower than your actual time, you are running strongly. If it's higher, you could have potentially been going faster. They do also state that it doesn't take into account terrain. This is good because this section was quite narrow and full of twists and turns - great fun! Maybe I wasn't so slow as I had managed to bridge the distance between myself and Mr Fluro Green and Mr Skins to about 20 - 50m.

Phase 5:

The 5th km was a tough one. The double trail we had been running soon came to an end and we took a sharp turn over a creek and onto a very slippery single trail that gradually rose and rose. It was one of those trails where you felt that one wrong step and you's slide down the gully and into the drink. I pushed as hard as I dared, and had my men in my sights. Through all the twists and turns, rises and falls of the cut backs I had them within 20m as we the trail plateaued and we merged with the long course runners. On a slower day this would have been wicked fun.

Here is where I made my mistake. I should have dug that little harder and pulled in behind them. I knew their was a long single trail section to come that followed the river, but I was hoping to nab them in the final 400m uphill Suunto Sprint. I had however underestimated the number of long course runners and my two marks were lost in the crowd.

Phase 6:

Before we started the fast and furious dash along side the river, we had one last, long descent to tackle. With the sun finally burning through the clouds and hitting you in the face, the narrow track dominated by loose gravel and tree roots, this was where you needed to be a mountain lion. Light on your feet and poised. 

I did pretty well, passing a few runners, hopefully aided by my 'Short course passing' war cry. We changed trails slightly onto a dirt track that was only just single trail, there was no room to pass and I had no idea where Mr Fluro and Mr Skins had got too. I was hoping they'd also got caught up in the mix. Finally the trail bottomed out and widened up again and I was able to pick up the pace heading up the gradual climb before the last little side track I call 'peek-a-boo' rise. 

This is where a number of runners came to a halt, catching a breath before hiking the hill. There was no way I was going to stop and I needed all sorts of high cadence, sidestepping trickery to keep moving past. At the top of peek-a-boo rise you seem to just pop up onto the road that we started on, and the long course runners turn left and the short and medium course runners start the final 400m 'Suunto sprint' up, and up, and up the hill to the finish line.  

Final phase:

The picture above looks a lot longer than 400m, and it felt it. This last climb was gruelling, and after being pinged at the post last year I was not going to slow down. I dug deep and headed for home. No one was catching me, but I think I'd past Mr Fluro Green at the bottom of Peek-a-boo rise, would I see Mr Skins before the last timing mat?

As I surged up the last of the road and turned across the flat to the finish line I saw Mr Skins gasping for air just beyond the finish, perhaps having finished 20 - 50m ahead of me.

I crossed the line in 30:30, good enough to see me finish 6th, 5th male and again, 4th in the huge 20-39yrs division. Bec had run and amazing 28:30ish, just behind the winner and Steve was 4th, also under 29:30. I was stoked to be within minutes of them.

Did you race the Gorge? I'd love to hear your thoughts on the race and how you handled the cold and slippery conditions.

Till next time, Thisfish   ThisFishCanRun@Facebook